August 6, 2017 at 9 p.m. Today is Fan Wei's twenty-sixth birthday, and this time should be Fan Wei's happiest moment, either staggering in the hotel, or singing and getting drunk in Hall K. But now Fan Wei is like a cat with his backbone removed, curled up in a small rental house.

Fan Wei is an orphan, graduated from a bad and not bad second-rate university, and after graduation, he successfully applied for a very fashionable Pi Lu Pi company. Since then, Fan Wei's career seems to have been plugged into invisible wings, and after expiration, he successfully turned into a regular employee, and soon increased his salary and was promoted. Fan Wei was full of pride, and was about to dedicate more than 100 catties to the great cause of Pi Lupi, when the bad news came, the boss of the company disappeared, and he still ran away with the money (by the way, he also ran away with Fan Wei's pitiful savings), and the company also closed down (by the way, he owed Fan Wei a month's salary), and Fan Wei was naturally unemployed.

Like a bolt from the blue, Fan Wei returned to the pre-liberation period overnight and became a pure dick, a poor, destitute, and extremely sad dick. After his girlfriend, who had already reached the point of talking about marriage with him, knew about it, hugged him tightly, fell into his arms, wept bitterly, and the tears wet Fan Wei's white shirt, and then turned his head, stomped his feet, turned away, his steps were firm, resolute, and he didn't even say goodbye.

"Alas, it's all blood and tears!" Fan Wei sighed, looked at the second-hand air conditioner that was buzzing but obviously couldn't work, and felt irritable. In the evening, in a small roadside shop, Fan Wei generously asked for a bowl of beef noodles and four bottles of beer for himself to celebrate his birthday. There is no way, it will be time to pay the rent tomorrow, but there are only three digits left in the number in my bank card. A penny is hard to beat a hero, what should I do in the future? Fan Wei's eyes were blank. Suddenly, Fan Wei's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs seemed to fall out of his sockets, and his eyes were shocked. It's like seeing a ghost.

A soft white light slowly rose in front of Fan Wei's eyes, slowly transforming into an old man sitting cross-legged, no, it should be a human or strange thing, a huge head, almost a third of the body, and what is even more strange is that there is no hair on the shiny head, only a pair of narrow eyes flashing with wisdom.

Fan Wei was shocked, his body suddenly sat up straight, he wanted to shout, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to run, his legs were soft and he didn't have any strength. Fan Wei seemed to have turned into a wooden clay statue in an instant, and froze there.

"I'm sorry to scare you by meeting you like this" The slow voice sounded, although it was very low, but it was very relatable.

It was as if a cool spring water slowly flowed into Fan Wei's heart, Fan Wei slowly settled down, and his scattered soul gradually returned.

"My name is Fan Dongfang, I'm from the future world, you can call me Doctor. It may seem like I'm much older than you, but in fact I'm your descendant, and it's been decades later. Fan Dongfang smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said, "Now I want to tell you something that may shock you very much. ”

More than two hours passed, and Fan Wei gradually woke up from the shock and chaos, during which he pinched his thigh eight times and bit the tip of his tongue six times, making sure that he was not dreaming.

Fan Dongfang's words finally stopped, and the room fell silent for a while, Fan Dongfang was not in a hurry, just looked at Fan Wei quietly.

Time passed slowly, and after more than half an hour, Fan Weicai asked, "Dr. Fan Dongfang, can I ask you a few questions." ”

"It is my pleasure and responsibility to answer your questions." Fan Dongfang said gently.

"You came back to me from the future, did you want to travel back to me?" Fan Wei said in horror.

"It's not. The Black Ball Empire's technology is three hundred years ahead of the earth, and your world is only more than 400 years away from my world. "Dr. Fan Dongfang's voice is still unhurried" More importantly, the height and speed of the development of science and technology depend on its foundation. Only in the early stage of the industrial revolution will a solid foundation be established, and the future technological explosion and acceleration will be more amazing, which is the so-called thick accumulation can be thin. ”

"Are you going to take me back in time... Generation?" Fan Wei's tone stammered a little.

"Yes, as a member of the earthlings, it is your responsibility and mission to save the fate of the earth," Dr. Fan Dongfang said affirmatively, his tone solemn.

"Then why don't you just travel through the past? Wouldn't that be better! Fan Wei asked curiously.

"Because of technology, this time shuttle has to stop and repair itself after about 400 years. In order to invent this time travel machine, I thought so hard that I almost ran out of oil. It's my limit to cross over here. When I set out, in front of the expectant eyes of so many relatives and friends, I really couldn't tell the truth, and for the first time in my life, I told a lie. Dr. Fan Dongfang said slowly, those eyes full of wisdom revealed a little sadness for the first time.

"Can I bring something with me, then?" Fan Wei looked forward to the authenticity.

"There's something interesting about that." Dr. Fan Dongfang unconsciously had the demeanor of a professor, and said with a smile: "What you see me now is not an object, nor an illusion, but my soul. The human soul does exist, and it is a super-hyun wave. Super-Xuan is a type of dark matter. It is much smaller than molecules, atoms, protons, quarks, neutrinos. In this universe, dark matter is very widely distributed and has a huge amount of energy, but it is invisible and extremely difficult to grasp, and now you can see me and hear me because of special technology. The only thing that can be crossed is the soul, and the only thing that can be brought through is the intangible things of spirit, ability and thought, and anything that has quality is impossible."

"Why did you choose me?" Fan Wei said reluctantly.

"The inheritance of bloodline is a very magical thing, it can penetrate deep into the soul of a person, so it is almost an instinct for my soul to travel back and find his ancestors." Dr. Fan Dongfang's face revealed a hint of mystery again, and he said with a smile: "Actually, I also have a little selfishness, I hope that when I am reborn in the future, I can have an ancestral title." And to realize this wish, it depends on your efforts after crossing over. ”